stop looking at him!”
a few look at me but not Luke. XXX without thanking, he gets out of the car and walks into his house. without thanking, he gets out of the car and walks into his house. i walk to my car and i see Luke. he was ripped. he avoids looking at me,
“uh…hey bro, i can’t use my car right now, could you drive me to my place?”
i look at him confused then slowly pipe in,
“. …uh, yeah, sure where do you live?”
“a few miles down the road.” he says. i smile and make my way out the door to my car. He grabs his backpack and smirks evilly at me. “now now” the teacher interrupts, “quiet down, that’s rude!”
after the class quiets she speaks again,
“Luke, detention, now!”
A boy in
